Tag Archives: Politically incorrect language

When I got to New Orleans, I tried to make sure that I didn’t get into a brothel, although the whole city seemed like one. I ended up in a diminutive digging in the ghetto of Iberville. That landlady, that … Continue reading →

I’m fond of zoology. As the torero told to the philosopher, there are people for all kind of bloody shit. And in this kinda greenish-blue marble, or the color it has now, there are people fond of malacology, helminthology and … Continue reading →

Yesterday I was urinating… as I’m doing everyday. The action: at a shopping center utility, here in San Luis. Frankly a lengthy operation, kinda hotly and endless … Aaahhhhhh! And man, what a gushing joy! -after a long and eventful … Continue reading →